The anti-climactic climax, though, rescues the film from obnoxious whimsicality.
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Hey, I just heard the funniest thing the other day.
Throughout, David Gordon Green’s style is as arbitrary as the Cloverfield monster.
In the Oscars of my mind there exists a category for Cutest Performance, and Lior Liebling just took home the golden statuette.
Jia knows that we often understand the world by conferring meaning upon a set of widely shared images and artifacts.
Still Life directly transplants its unwitting central figure from the margins of history to its turbulent center.
A moral tale that isn’t saddled with moralism, The Witnesses is a novelistic film in the best sense.
Beautiful through and through, the film has the texture of membranous wings or dreams.
The film is a guilty pleasure for stoners eager to revisit the land of shag carpeting, bellbottoms, and free love.
For a pure shot of cinematic depression, nothing quite tops opening credits that end with “…and Jason Biggs.”
It flaunts its knowledge of classic genre fundamentals but fails to do anything very clever or surprising with them.
Jason Statham is pretty awesome, and The Bank Job marks his finest work in years.
Spit-polished with Greengrassian artistic din, London to Brighton is kitchen-sink realism without the soul.
Keith Uhlich appears on Blog Talk Radio to discuss this year’s Oscar nominations.
Cecilia sets out to prove that sex is reserved for the rich, those who can wander naked among the overripe green leaves of their immense estates.
To say that El Cid is the most intelligent of the elephantine epics of the early ’60s is to damn it with faint praise.
The film operates under the delusion that it’s a scabrous genre autopsy.
Dmitriy Salita has the face of an angel and the hands of a devil.
Untraceable is like Firewall, except with more shower scenes that feature Diane Lane and no iPods being used to hack mainframes.
Is its purported idiocy put to a worthwhile use, or is this just another stale retreat of MADtv? Yes and no.